Category: Stories

I don’t know when the bug hit me, but a long time ago I decided that it was taking too long for me to build my dream house and I needed to create a unique living space. The idea was noble, but as some friends were kind enough not to point out, something was missing….

I know. I’m Kenyan. Both my parents are Kenyan. And I am the last person you would expect to talk about this, but I feel like I must celebrate this woman called Sridevi Kapoor. Her big eyes, infectious laugh, great dance moves and flawless ability to take on any role thrown her way – they…

For as long as we can remember, we’ve been saving elephants and rhinos. Then almost a decade ago, lions numbers were dwindling at an alarming rate from being poisoned by the Maasai for killing their livestock – and we had to save them too. Now we have about 20,000 lions left in the wild. In…

I strongly believe that a person’s roots are a very important factor in establishing one’s individuality. Where did they come from? What name was passed down to them and why? Why do they love chicken? Why are they so proud to be associated with certain things…? There are so many questions. You can never answer…

Most Kenyans past the age of 21 felt little for Justin Bieber’s long wavy hair when he first came on the scene. He was just a cute blonde boy who could really sing, and who was featured on the Oprah show. And is Canadian. He was even on Ellen so there was no point or…

It never gets old. T-two minutes, the houses grow smaller and fall away with the earth. You struggle a tad to swim through the fluff, before finally gliding – ever so gently – on a sea of still white clouds. It never gets old where the rubber meets the air. You know. That road above…

It’s been quite a few suns since American musician Yasiin Bey was in town. Of course, a lot of people took time to go and see him at Ebony Lounge in Nairobi. It’s not often you get someone with that slow easy style on the mic, you know, saying things that only your heart could…

My first journey past the Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam and all I could see was chaos. Even though it was the most organized form of chaos you could ever encounter. Let me explain. As the van that picked us up ferried its way out of the highway and into the main streets of the squeaky…

It’s been just over two hours since I arrived in Ibiza and I have stopped trying to introduce myself to people. My reasons are valid. Like… Since about 7am today I’ve been kicking it with Niek from Heineken, spoken in sign language, shared “My Talking Tom” with a non-English speaking Spaniard on the plane… Then…